Alex was coming home from the last, late hiking group, and smiled ruefully as he realized he was very dirty after a tumble down one hill. He'd need a definite shower before seeing Lorna tonight.
As he glanced toward her path, he blinked. Was that? It couldn't be... Oh My God... He stopped mid-path, and stared.
"Dad?" His word were barely more than a whisper, but carried on the path.